The boys had a wonderful birthday. Not that they really understood what the fuss was about, but we made sure they had a nice day so they would at least feel happy without having to know why. The only way the day could have been better is if the entire family was not sick. It started with Rio last week and is still hanging on through all of us, especially the boys. Asher has been up every night for hours at a time coughing and Nolan is not himself either. But we persisted through sickness and tiredness to enjoy the day.
In the evening we had some aunties, uncles and cousins over for cupcakes. I swore there would be no "party" this year after last year, but that didn't stop me from making 48 cupcakes to commemorate the occasion! The shocking thing is, I actually let the boys each eat one (of the carrot cake variety - not the chocolate!). This is pretty mind blowing to those who know me well, as there was not a chance I let Rio eat "real cake" when she was two! In fact a friend even asked me yesterday if they were "carrot/beet" cupcakes....and nope, they were the real thing, although apparently my reputation would have my friends thinking otherwise!
"Asher" "Two" "Nolan" - get it?
Not so sure - big sister had to blow out the candles
Diving right in...
Icing's pretty good!
Quit staring at me, what do you expect me to do with this thing?
Cupcake attacked, but still unsure
Carnage for Asher - Nolan's was eaten so quickly he didn't leave a crumb
Thanks to those who were there with us last night, in person or in spirit, and to family and friends who have made/are making the effort to visit and call. These boys are very loved and spoiled - but was there ever any question?